Val’s P.O.V

I typed a series of announcements and texts to Brielle, Juliette, Talia, and Xavier, both on the group and their private DMs. I paced around our parlor juggling the need for their immediate responses. The feeling got heavy and so I stepped out onto the dining veranda, the wooden boards cool beneath my bare feet, overlooking the small backyard scenting the damp earth and the distant city hum. The emerging sun of the morning and bound daylight, referenced in my thoughts. It was ...